Siheyuan: Fatty’s Counterattack

The police uncle made a figure eight with his right hand and held his chin, two out of ten.

He thought about it carefully and said, "So the shield is used to block, and the stick is used to beat the hand holding the knife."

The fat man praised him: "As expected of an expert, he can tell the secret at a glance."

Although our country is a little late in equipping riot shields, we are at the ancestral level when it comes to the use of various shields.

The militiamen were trained in the "Twelve Shield Styles", which were later upgraded to sixteen styles.

These things are all ready-made at the police station. The police officer asked the leader for instructions and quickly approved them.

After receiving the equipment that day, the police uncle told the fat man: "I will leave the training task to you. I will give you 5 days. You must initially form combat effectiveness and take action after 5 days!"

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Training is usually done at night so that it does not affect production during the day.

At this time, the efficiency of the steel rolling mill was still top-notch, and the salary standard had just been raised. Regular employees in the capital generally had a 40% increase. Fatty's monthly salary increased to 54 yuan.

Hearing that Fatty had become the leader of the workers' picket team, the director of their welding workshop panicked.

This person, who tends to be in favor of others, thought that Fatty was in trouble. He didn't like him no matter how he looked at him, and he wanted to punish him.

Now, fearing that the fat man would come back for revenge, he actually came forward to please him in a humble manner.

The fat man patted his face gently with the back of his hand: "You said that when Xu Damao was here, why didn't you be caught?"

Sure enough, when he heard the words "Xu Damao", the workshop director felt as if he had eaten a fly.

It is no exaggeration to say that among them, the workshop directors, which one of them has not been punished by Xu Damao? At one point, I was intimidated by the word "Xu"!

After the fat man had gone away, their workshop director angrily spat on the ground: "Damn it, what the hell! I bullied me before I became the workshop director, and I still bully me when I become the director. This is not the case for a director. Is it all in vain?"

Ben Leihu is the fastest to learn new routines. He basically understood it in just one night, while most others barely understood it until the third night.

During the joint training, the fat man warned everyone: "Pay attention, four people are in a group, so that the front, rear, left and right can be protected. I have repeatedly emphasized that protecting yourself to the maximum extent is the core of our skills and tactics! What are they? Yeah? Gangsters; what about us? Regular employees of the Red Star Factory! I was the one who asked you to come out, and I will send you all back safely. I can’t bear to hurt anyone!"

At first, several of the pricks, including Qin Longhu, looked down on Fatty and thought he was a coward.

Isn't it just a fight? Who hasn't beaten him before? Just do it and be done with it!

So Fatty randomly selected three teammates, and then asked Qin Longhu to lead six people to attack them.

As a result, with skillful cooperation, after they were easily beaten, no noise could be heard anymore.

Qin Longhu was hit by Fatty with a stick on his hand. Not to mention holding a knife, his bones were almost broken. It was so painful that he covered his hands and could only endure the beating in embarrassment...

It was not easy for the remaining people. They knew that Fatty was a tough opponent, so they tried to find a breakthrough from the other three people.

As a result, these three guys were as cowardly as tortoises. They were fleshy and had high attacks. They were beaten to a pulp with just a few sticks.

On the evening of the fourth day, the police uncle came to inspect and accept it.

I was very satisfied with everyone's cooperation and tactics, so I waved my hand and gave everyone a passionate pre-war mobilization.

Let everyone believe that we are on the side of justice, the builders and defenders of social order, and heroes who have the courage to fight against illegal behavior!

Don't tell me, it's a pity that he can't be an instructor because of his eloquence. Even the fat man felt guilty after hearing it.

In the afternoon before the operation, Yang Weimin, who had not been seen for a long time, actually appeared.

This guy somehow put on a military green short-sleeved shirt, trousers with a yellow trouser line, yellow rubber shoes, and a bag on his shoulder.

This is the most fashionable and popular clothing nowadays, and it is deeply loved by the majority of young people.

This guy is still accompanied by a golden-haired tiger.

Every time the fat man looked at the yellow-white hair on his head, he couldn't help but sigh, it's so fashionable!

But he didn't dye it, and there was no place to dye it at this time; the golden-haired tiger was born with vitiligo, with patches of white and yellow on his face.

In addition, he looks ugly and looks like a foreigner at first glance.

When Yang Weimin came up, he gave the fat man a good cigarette, Peony; he also took one in his mouth, not giving it to the golden-haired tiger.

Yang Weimin had a sneer on his face: "Say, Fatty, you should have been the captain of this workers' picket team a long time ago, I tell you. You should have been in 68, otherwise what would happen to Xu Damao's grandson?"

The fat man ignored him and asked, "Are you here to punish me today?"

"I don't dare, I just can't figure out why you would stand up for this kid."

The fat man waved his hand: "I didn't stand up for him. Even if he is willing to pay for it himself, I will help him."

Yang Weimin held his anger in his stomach. Is this your fault? He lost three hundred yuan in vain!

However, he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he said to the fat man mysteriously: "Fat Master, do you want to get rich?"

"Think about it, who doesn't want to get rich?"

Yang Weimin patted the golden-haired tiger on the shoulder: "This kid has found a way out. Imported cassette recorder, Sanyo brand, dual card, have you heard of it?"

It turns out to be that foreign garbage from "Sanyo"? Of course, it is still in short supply now; unlike later, whoever buys the shark arm will do so.

The fat man was not interested in this thing, so he said to Yang Weimin: "Okay, let's get straight to the point, don't keep it secret."

Yang Weimin rubbed his hands: "Well, I've run into some trouble recently, and I'd like to ask you, Fatty, to bring the gang under you to sort it out. Don't worry, after the matter is done, each brother will have two packs of peonies, plus a cassette player. For you."

The fat man scratched his teeth after hearing this. Why is this grandson still so picky? What are you going to send to the beggar with this little thing?

And it’s not like he doesn’t know the nature of a workers’ picket, yet he dares to conceive of the fat man to help him do this job.

The fat man was even a little suspicious for a while. Why did he look so easy to deceive?

Not wanting to talk to him, the fat man asked: "Your brother is the chief of the factory's security department and has dozens of people under his command. Why don't you look for your brother?"

What should Yang Weimin say about this? Did he personally admit that his brother was more greedy than him?

In the end, the two didn't reach an agreement.

After Yang Weimin led the golden-haired tiger out, he whispered to him: "Did you see that? None of them can stand on the stage. We don't have to respect him anymore."

The golden-haired tiger followed his lead and said, "I have long disliked him!"